Immortal Travel of Longevity

In a mere instant, the demonic qi shattered.

Then a towering mountain rising from a sea of blood appeared before him. It resembled a Dharma Manifestation, radiating an aura that bewildered the mind.

"Mister, watch out!"

The Dharma Manifestation shot straight toward Chen Changsheng's soul.

In that split second, Chen Changsheng unleashed his own Dharma Manifestation. With a deafening roar, a crushing pressure swept outward, obliterating the sea of blood Dharma Manifestation into nothingness.

Only a single arm remained, squirming as if trying to flee.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng summoned his Gourd.

"In!"

As his voice fell, the arm had nowhere to hide. It clawed tightly at the ground, but it could not resist the Gourd's suction. Ripping up a spray of dirt, it flew into the Gourd.

When he looked back, Jian Shenghua and the Evil Phoenix had already transformed into two streaks of light and fled.

The two Immortal Swords gave chase, but ultimately returned without success.

Jian Shenghua and the Evil Phoenix seemed to have some life-saving technique that allowed them to evade the Immortal Swords.

The remaining demonic qi was entirely absorbed and sealed away by the Black Pagoda.

A moment later, the Black Pagoda spun back down.

The Black Pagoda spoke, "This work is exhausting. You need to raise the price."

Chen Changsheng couldn't be bothered to argue with it and simply tucked it into his sleeve. The divine generals of the Immortal Court arrayed behind him completely dispersed, leaving only a couple of magical treasures and the Immortal Swords.

The surroundings grew peaceful, and Chen Changsheng promptly left the area.

The commotion had already attracted the attention of nearby cultivators, to say nothing of the surging demonic qi. Lingering here would only invite more trouble.

Coming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry.

The matter had gone surprisingly smoothly.

Chen Changsheng faintly felt that something was odd.

Setting aside the Evil Phoenix's sudden, baffling remarks, there was also this so-called Demon Lord. To think he could brush him off with just a couple of trifling tricks—how could someone who was the Demon Lord be so blindingly arrogant?

That demonic soldier had barely crossed paths with him before being obliterated in an instant. It completely defied logic.

Chen Changsheng could not figure it out at the moment, only sensing that the entire matter was riddled with suspicious points.

In passing, he sent out his senses to spy on Jian Shenghua again.

He saw that Jian Shenghua had already run far away.

Chen Changsheng did not pursue him. He was still counting on Jian Shenghua to bring him some unexpected news.

Chen Changsheng hurried all the way back to Nanyuan.

Manyue was still reading. She had been reading for many years, going back and forth over those same few books without ever feeling tired of them.

"Any gains?" Manyue asked.

Chen Changsheng nodded and held up the Gourd, shaking it.

"I only found the remaining severed arm," Chen Changsheng said. "As for the head, there wasn't the slightest clue. It seems the head wasn't suppressed beneath the spirit cage after all, but is somewhere else."

Manyue blinked upon hearing this. "How could that be..."

Chen Changsheng looked at her.

He heard Manyue ask, "Who did you hear this from?"

"Mao'er told me," Chen Changsheng replied.

Manyue shook her head, firmly denying it. "As the Heavenly Dao of the spirit cage, I naturally know better than anyone. When it was suppressed back then, the head was inside it. I could feel it."

Chen Changsheng paused upon hearing this. "Are you saying Mao'er lied?"

"This matter is strange," Manyue said.

Chen Changsheng secretly began to ponder it as well.

He then abruptly brought up the matter of the Demon Lord. After all, this was their first clash, and there were many suspicious points; he wanted Manyue to help him weigh the matter.

Hearing this, Manyue said, "What is so strange about that? Those who dwell in a sea of blood have unstable minds. Under the intrusion of demonic qi, the arrogant and conceited are commonly seen. A careless mistake or two is a frequent occurrence."

Manyue spoke casually, and Chen Changsheng merely gave a slight nod in agreement.

He simply felt it wasn't that simple.

On the contrary, he was even wondering—was the one Jian Shenghua went to meet truly the Demon-Summoning Divine Lord from back then?

His intuition seemed to tell him that the person wasn't the Demon-Summoning Divine Lord at all.

If that were the case, why would Jian Shenghua submit to him as a master?

There was more or less something shady going on here.

Manyue said, "Right now, we are in the light and the enemy is in the dark. Even if we want to investigate, there are no leads to follow. It would be better to let nature take its course."

Tapping lightly on the table, Chen Changsheng said, "I keep feeling that these demonic cultivators will ruin things."

Manyue considered this for a moment and said, "It's not impossible. You had best be careful and make preparations when the time comes."

"Mm."

Coming back to his senses, Chen Changsheng's gaze fell on the several tiny figures properly meditating on the eaves.

He raised a hand and beckoned.

The tiny figures descended in a neat and orderly fashion, coming over to him.

Several wisps of soul were drawn out from them, returning into Chen Changsheng's divine sense.

The palm-sized figures then entirely reverted into one Red Bean after another.

"Though it isn't much, it can be considered a success."

Those Red Beans contained pure Magical Power, their surfaces covered in a faint halo of light.

Chen Changsheng pinched one between his fingers, inspected it from side to side, and then popped it into his mouth.

As that Red Bean fell into his stomach, the Magical Power within it completely dispersed.

The subsequent situation, however, completely exceeded Chen Changsheng's expectations.

The dispersed Magical Power darted back and forth within his abdomen, and before long, it entered his meridians.

But...

It persistently refused to enter his Dantian.

It was as if it and the Magical Power in his Dantian were as incompatible as fire and water.

Even the heavenly cycle Chen Changsheng was circulating was interrupted by the restlessness of this Magical Power.

Seeing that Chen Changsheng's expression was wrong, Manyue asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng hurriedly guided the two wisps of Magical Power out of his body.

The two wisps of Magical Power manifested in the palm of his hand.

Chen Changsheng frowned slightly. Looking at the Magical Power, he said, "These two wisps of Magical Power cannot enter my dantian sea of qi. Remaining in my meridians even affects the circulation of my heavenly cycle, as if they are as incompatible with me as fire and water."

His expression was grim as he said, "I cannot refine it."

How could such a situation occur?

This Magical Power was ownerless to begin with, so why could it not be refined?

"Let me see."

Manyue drew the two wisps of Magical Power into her palm, looking them over from side to side and observing them down to the finest detail.

She then had Chen Changsheng draw out a wisp of the Magical Power he had obtained through his own Cultivation.

The two were placed side by side in her palm for comparison.

Manyue saw the reason behind it. Sighing, she said, "The affinities of these two types of Magical Power completely counter each other. How could there be any chance of them fusing?"

"Counter each other?" Chen Changsheng asked.

Manyue said, "You must understand that all things in the world have their own affinities. Flora thrives on the qi of wood and earth, while a stream holds a close affinity to the water attribute. Magical Power is no different. It depends on one's own spiritual root and the cultivation method one practices. The method you cultivate leans heavily on the fire spirit, so your Magical Power naturally favors fire. But the Magical Power within these Red Beans relies heavily on the wood spirit with the water element acting in support. Fire burns wood, and water counters fire. When the two meet, they naturally will not fuse."

Chen Changsheng listened in a daze; he had never heard of such a concept.

Yet he heard Manyue say, "This is the foundation of Cultivation. Those who practice Cultivation should all know it. Did you not know?"

"Eh?" Chen Changsheng froze on the spot.

How on earth was he supposed to know that?

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